Just look at that handsome boy! He is the only "man" in the house... this is a bad thing. I'm starting to think just because he is the "man," he thinks he can do as he wishes.
Friday morning, while I am at work, dealing with 26 kids that all need something... Ali calls. "Mom! Hunter ate your medication. He is on the floor, and can't walk!"
Okay... ah. I calmly tell my daughter not to over-react. (You know how calm I am in times of crisis.)
After calling the vet and telling them what the "man" of our house ate, they told us to bring him in immediately, and asked what the medication was.
Since Ali found the bottle like this:
I had to call my Dr. to get the name of it... you know there is so many, who knows which it was.
Call the vet back, they call their pharmacist. The result: Get him in here now, he may not make it... this medication is toxic.
This just so happens to be the medication that I was only allowed to take as many as needed with me to Poland, as it has HIGH street value. Well, the dog ate at 2 months worth!
To make it quick, Hunter pulled through. I think he is now down to 3 lives as he has already used six. (9 lives)
WOW! That was a great day, an expensive day as well. I'm thinking I may need to get a new best friend...
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